C H A P T E R 25 - Dilara.

I felt uneasy. I wasn’t entirely sure how to explain it, but for the first time ever, I found myself feeling unsafe in my own home.

I was currently laying in bed, trying to tell myself that there was nothing going on and that it was all in my head, but I just couldn’t shake the feeling. No matter how many times I tossed and turned, I just couldn’t bring myself to sleep. I had reached the point where I was simply laying on my back and staring up at the ceiling.

It was all that I could bring myself to do. Almost like I had known that it was going to happen, there was a knock on the door—one that didn’t quite sound as it should.

Apprehension started to build up within me, and even though I knew that I couldn’t avoid it, I couldn’t bring myself to stand up and go see who it was. I had this instin……